Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Apple picking

That's Aunt Maisy on the right in her shades, and my cousin who is like my sister behind her, and her husband and her boys, who are really my second cousins, but I call them my nephews. I just wanted to put this photo of one of Aunt Maisy's last good days where I could see it.

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Do I have my stories straight that the eldest son in the back is the one who sang at Maisy's funeral? So interesting to see them with their father and mother and grandmother here - to see the strong resemblances.

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Girl, transplanted from the islands to the big city. Woman, married to the man of her dreams. Adoring mother of two now-grown children. O political, hopelessly in love with her quirky, bossy, funny, chaotic, entertaining and often fairly peculiar extended family. In lieu of photo albums, this is my little family photo blog, meant as a record of sorts. I write here about anything that's on my mind, it's all fairly random.